Home isn't always four walls and a floor with a bed and heat.
Sometimes they're two arms and a heartbeat holding you at your lowest. I finally got to meet my home, he was tall and strong and made me feel so safe. I don't think ever felt so happy before, he made me smile and feel so loved. The amount of emotion I felt within the kisses we shared, I felt forever. I felt our future coursing through me, is this what love is? Am I actually so deeply in love I get so happy even at the mention of his name? You are my home my love. I can't wait to share my forever with you. You ready?
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PoetryJust a jumble of personal experiences I've had in life, or poems I created by my design or I thought were beautiful. Some short stories of reality or imaginary. Enjoy.
